It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 134

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

 

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

 

Episode 134

 

The moment he heard those words, Termion’s expression hardened stiffly.

 

“…Using truth serum moderately should be sufficient.”

 

“That’s not a cure-all though.”

 

Truth serum is a type of tranquilizer made by refining medicinal herbs with hallucinogenic properties.

 

It shows effects similar to how people reveal their true feelings when completely drunk, but if used excessively, it damages the nerves and turns someone into an idiot.

 

Moreover, since it’s strictly a type of drug, resistance can develop depending on one’s constitution, and its effects can be suppressed through brainwashing or suggestion.

 

“Unlike truth serum, there are no side effects. I can cleanly erase it so they don’t even remember what they said.”

 

“That’s… a crime.”

 

“Are truth serum and torture humane?”

 

As if forcing someone to speak by inflicting pain on their body or mind was humane. Ailesia retorted with an indifferent expression, but Termion shook his head.

 

“It’s not that we don’t use mental manipulation magic because we don’t know how. Though I can’t clean up the aftermath as neatly as you, Lord Dayford could easily do it too.”

 

“Then why?”

 

“…Didn’t the Magic Tower Master say something like that before? That there’s a minimum line that must be protected.”

 

“That’s Melbarik’s position.”

 

“It’s the same for me. Of course, my standards might differ from a mage’s…”

 

How should he explain this? Termion, who had become unnecessarily anxious, repeatedly rubbed his face with dry hands.

 

“We don’t call cutting down enemy soldiers in war inhumane. The assassin who infiltrated the manor and the poacher in the Gardbale Mountains are no different from enemy soldiers on the battlefield.”

 

“Then what about Sophia?”

 

“No matter how much of a spy she is, as long as it hasn’t been determined what specific harm she caused to Retis, we shouldn’t treat her carelessly. Crucially, to prevent unrest among the servants, we must handle this as inconspicuously as possible.”

 

“That’s exactly why using magic would be cleaner.”

 

“Once you start crossing the line, the second time comes quickly. If you pursue convenience, you’ll end up using mental manipulation recklessly on anyone under the excuse that no traces remain anyway. When that happens, all that’s left between people is distrust.”

 

“Do you really think that?”

 

Ailesia’s tone changed subtly. At some point, her gaze had quietly settled.

 

‘…This isn’t a simple suggestion or question.’

 

This wasn’t a question from Elenora’s always bright and cheerful teacher.

 

What she was asking him now was about the pride and beliefs he held as a human being.

 

Though he didn’t know why such a situation had suddenly arisen, this was tantamount to a test from an archmage who had transcended all limits.

 

“…Carelessly manipulating someone’s mind is no different from arbitrarily interfering with and disrupting someone’s life. Even when interrogating enemies, we give them minimum choices. We tell them that if they cooperate obediently, we won’t harm them.”

 

“And so?”

 

“Even if I must sometimes become ruthless to protect my people, I won’t forget my duty as a human being. No matter what situation arises.”

 

“Even if you lose your life because of that? Or even if Elly falls into danger?”

 

“That’s…!”

 

Why was she pushing him this far? Termion, who had unconsciously tried to rise from his seat, gritted his teeth.

 

The anger that had surged instantly circled around inside his body, unable to find an outlet. Soon, the passion that erupted like an active volcano drew out a deep gray aura over his shoulders.

 

Rumble!

 

The waves of aura that Termion emitted swept through the entire office.

 

‘He’s gotten stronger.’

 

Seeing this, Ailesia realized that he had finally completely surpassed the wall of an Aura Master.

 

‘He already showed signs of it on Parzan Street.’

 

She had clearly seen the completed aura extending from the tip of his sword, flying through the air to strike down enemies.

 

Aura Projection was the most basic ability of the next level beyond Aura Master – an Aura Blaster.

 

At a more mature stage, one could freely manifest aura within a certain space without needing a medium like a weapon. It was similar to how an Upper Mage spreads magical power around them to exert influence.

 

‘In the original work, this was a level he wouldn’t reach until 10 years later… I didn’t expect him to come this far already.’

 

Simply speaking in theory, Termion had now become capable of competing with even Iolene.

 

Kubera or Baron Gavin? It wouldn’t be easy due to the difference in experience, but if they fought with full power, Termion would surely win.

 

“Congratulations. You’ve now completely become an Aura Blaster.”

 

“…I don’t think this is the time for such words.”

 

Termion’s voice as he forced himself to speak was utterly cold.

 

He knew well that Ailesia wouldn’t speak nonsense to him. He could certainly understand it with his head.

 

But it was also true that she had made remarks that went too far. He could accept her mentioning his own life, but she shouldn’t have brought up Elenora.

 

“So, what’s your answer?”

 

“Ailesia, you really…!”

 

Finally unable to contain his anger, Termion shot up from his seat. However, Ailesia simply stared at him without moving a muscle.

 

‘…Why?’

 

The moment he met her vivid blue eyes, Termion’s boiling head cooled down instantly.

 

What should he call that emotion? Sorrow? Melancholy?

 

‘No, I definitely remember.’

 

When he was severely injured by the Drake in the Gardbale Mountains, she had shown the same look in her eyes.

 

Then the identity of this emotion was fear.

 

But why?

 

What could there be that would make Ailesia feel fear?

 

Just thinking about the abilities she had shown so far, he couldn’t think of any existence that could dare threaten her.

 

Wasn’t she the person who would casually joke about smashing even the Imperial Palace or Magic Tower? Such a person getting scared?

 

“What’s your answer? Hm?”

 

Now even her eyes, which had been maintaining composure on the surface, were gradually becoming distorted.

 

She looked pitiful, as if being chased by something, like someone who wanted to cling to something but was desperately holding back.

 

Though Ailesia herself probably wasn’t aware of it, she had an expression that looked like tears would spill if touched even slightly.

 

“…I will do my best to try.”

 

“Try?”

 

“I will protect both myself and Elly while not losing at least the minimum sense of duty. But if it’s truly, truly an unavoidable situation.”

 

Termion paused briefly and slowly caught his breath.

 

The killing intent that had filled the office was withdrawn, and the aura that had been blazing over his shoulders also disappeared completely.

 

“I will protect Elly by any means necessary. Even if it means making the entire world my enemy, even if it means selling my soul to a demon.”

 

“…Are you serious?”

 

“I’m just saying. If I really did that, Elly would be very sad.”

 

He remembered Elenora’s words comforting him during the Holy Night Festival.

 

That young niece had smiled brightly, saying she would protect him.

 

“Elly wants to stay with Uncle forever. Unlike Mother and Father, I’ll never leave Uncle alone and go away, absolutely never.”

 

“I’ll become a super strong person like Teacher! Then I’ll protect Uncle and protect Retis too!”

 

“Don’t go anywhere without Elly! You promised, right?”

 

Elenora’s happiness included his own existence as well.

 

Though it was unlikely to happen, if he sacrificed himself for Elenora’s sake, that child wouldn’t be happy either.

 

So he had no choice but to do his best to protect himself.

 

Unlike Elenora’s father who had irresponsibly left.

 

“So please, don’t push yourself too hard either.”

 

“Huh…?”

 

“That expression doesn’t suit you. It doesn’t fit the super strong Witch.”

 

At first, he thought it was just a test.

 

For some reason he didn’t understand, he thought Ailesia wanted to confirm something from him.

 

But watching her reaction, his thoughts changed.

 

She had been asking herself.

 

He couldn’t guess whether it was because she truly didn’t know the answer, or because she already knew but lacked confidence.

 

“Did that answer your question?”

 

“…A little.”

 

He noticed. Ailesia, having her inner thoughts exposed, hung her head low.

 

Ever since confirming the note hidden in Landrit’s diary, she had been constantly troubled.

 

Whether she should destroy the note as it was, or separately, whether she should tell someone about its contents.

 

If she were to tell someone, exactly who should she confide in.

 

Only after hearing Termion’s answer did she feel like the fog that had covered her mind was finally clearing.

 

‘He’s right. I shouldn’t carelessly interfere and disrupt someone’s life.’

 

So she too had to do her best and try hard.

 

To protect everyone, and to not lose her humanity in the process.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“Hm? For what?”

 

“…Just, for something like that.”

 

What kind of ripple effects her actions would cause in the future, she couldn’t know for now.

 

But even if unexpected threats came, it would be alright.

 

The power inherited from Master was for that purpose.

 

And because Termion, who possessed a stronger will than anyone, was with her.

 

‘Let’s put it back.’

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